☙ rockstar imagines

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Y/N'S POV

"Thank you so much." I thank the cab driver before closing the car door with my luggage in hand. I turn on my heels, making my way to the door that leads you backstage.

I was at this venue to surprise my boyfriend, Slash. Guns N' Roses is currently on tour, so I decided to book a flight to come out and surprise him. It's been a little over a month since we've last seen each other in person.

I knock on the door, and a security guard opens it. "No fans backstage." He tells me this with a serious face.

"I'm here to see Slash. He's my boyfriend." I give him a smile.

"I'm not believing that cra-"

"Hey, Y/N!" I see Duff turning the corner. I let out a breath of relief. "How the hell did you get here?"

"I booked a flight." I say. "I'm here to surprise Slash."

"You weren't kidding?" The bodyguard exclaims to me.

I shake my head. "No."

Duff lends out his hand. "Here, let me help you with all those bags." He grabs my large suitcase and my carry-on. "These things are fucking heavy. How many days do you plan on staying?" The man chuckles.

"Only a few." I shrug.

"Jesus," he whispers. "All this luggage is normally enough to last me a few months."

"I tend to overpack," I confess.

"Come on." Duff nods his head for me to come inside the venue. "I'll show you to Slash's room."

We walk down the long hallway. All the brouhaha before the show starts is stirring backstage. The stage managers are making sure everything is all set up before the show and that everything is plugged in correctly. Some of the stage crew are yelling nonsense at the top of their lungs, stage language that I will never understand.

"Here is the star's room." Duff smiles as we get to Slash's dressing room. A big gold star is on the door with Slash across it.

"Thanks a lot, Duff." I give him a hug after he sets my luggage down at the door. "I'll see you before the show starts."

"Catch you later." He waves while walking away. It's not long after that I knock on Slash's dressing room door. The excitement of finally seeing my boyfriend after a full month of not having seen him brewing inside of me.

The door swings open to reveal him. He looks at me, and the size of his eyes amplifies. It takes him a good 30 seconds to register that I'm standing in front of him before he pulls me into his arms and gives me the biggest hug I've ever gotten.

"Y/N!? What are you doing here? I thought it would be another month before I got to see you." Slash tells me, while tightening his grip around me, that I'm surprised my arms aren't broken yet.

"I wanted to surprise you." I look up at the brown-eyed boy. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too." He looks down at me and kisses my nose.

We bring my luggage into Slash's dressing room, and he makes the same comment as Duff on how heavy it is. "I packed you a few extra shirts in there so you have clean ones to wear." I tell him.

Slash walks over to me. "How are you such a good girlfriend?" He smiles before placing his lips on mine. The kiss gets quite heated since we haven't been in each other's company for so long.

"It helps when you have a good boyfriend." I beam up at him.

"How much time do we have before you have to go on stage?" I asked while looking over at the clock on the wall behind Slash.

"Like, 15 minutes." Slash replies. "What do you wanna do?" He smirks and wraps his arms around my hips.

I loosen myself from his grip. "Sit down on the couch. I wanna show you something." I demand.

Slash sits down on the sofa in his dressing room, manspreading as he does so. "I like where this is going, Y/N, but do you think 15 minutes is enough time?"

"It's plenty." I turn to face him. "You know how I was talking about getting a new piercing?"

"Yeah..." Slash raises an eyebrow.

"Well, I got one." I raise my shirt to expose my stomach, showing off the belly button piercing that I've always wanted. I put a small pendant with a S charm hanging from it.

"You put my initial on it?" He asks, squinting his eyes.

"Yeah." I look down, placing my hands on my lower stomach. "Do you like it?"

Slash pulls me by my belt to get me closer to him. He examines the piercing some more. I start getting nervous, thinking he might not like it. Maybe the charm with his initial was too much?

"It looks fucking hot." He finally speaks with a smirk painted across his face. "I like it even more with my initial as the charm."

I let out a relieved breath. "I was beginning to think you didn't like it."

"What?" Slash gasps. He pulls me by my belt even more, so I fall over on him. I let out a squealing laugh as he did so. I position myself on his lap, so I'm straddling him. "Why wouldn't I like it? It looks sexy."

"I don't know." I smile and lean in to kiss him. Our lips connect, and the kiss gets heated quickly. Before I knew it, Slash's hands were roaming my body, and our simple kiss turned into a make-out session.

Before Slash gets the chance to take my shirt off and go any further, I break our kiss. "Babe, you have to be on stage, like, right now." I smile down at him.

"I don't care." He places his hands on either side of my face. "They can wait a few minutes. We haven't seen each other in over a month."

"I know bu-" I get cut off mid-sentence when Duff barges into the dressing room.

"Hey you fucker," Slash's head snaps in Duff's direction. "Ever heard of knocking?"

"Sorry to interrupt whatever the hell you guys were about to do, but we have to get on stage, man." Duff tells the guitarist.

I get off Slash's lap as Duff leaves the room, probably heading towards the direction of the stage. He lets out a frustrated groan as he gets up from the couch.

"We'll finish after the show." I tell him. "Promise."

"I hope so." He gazes down at me. "That guy really knows how to kill the mood." He chuckles.

"Come on." I walk out the door, waiting for Slash. "You have a show to go put on, rockstar."

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AN: I honestly don't know what this story is. I find it so random. Also I updated the book cover! I like it wayy more this way lmao